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Track: Morning Glory
Artist: Tim Buckley
Album: Goodbye And Hello

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Name: Tim Buckley
Spotify Genres: folk rock, folk
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American singer songwriter, active from the 2nd half of the 1960s until his death aged 28. Father of [a159169] who also died young. Born: 14 February 1947, Washington, D.C., USA. Died: 29 June 1975. Santa Monica. CA. USA. Buckley started out as a folk singer but quickly stood out for his extraordinary voice and compositions. He further built his reputation with forays into experimental music and improvisation, which can be heard on the albums Happy Sad, Lorca and Starsailor. Those albums never brought him commercial success, and in the third phase of his career Buckley went for a more commercial sound - again with little success at the time. Buckley died as the result of a lethal cocktail of celebratory binge-drinking and a heroin overdose at the age of 28, the day after completing the last show of a USA tour in Dallas, Texas.

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Release: Tim Buckley - Morning Glory
Year: 1994
Genres: Rock
Styles: Folk Rock

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LYRICS

I lit my purest candle close to my
Window, hoping it would catch the eye
Of any vagabond who passed it by,
And I waited in my fleeting house
Before he came I felt him drawing near;
As he neared I felt the ancient fear
That he had come to wound my door and jeer,
And I waited in my fleeting house

"Tell me stories," I called to the Hobo;
"Stories of cold," I smiled at the Hobo;
"Stories of old," I knelt to the Hobo;
And he stood before my fleeting house

"No," said the Hobo, "No more tales of time;
Don't ask me now to wash away the grime;
I can't come in 'cause it's too high a climb,"
And he walked away from my fleeting house

"Then you be damned!" I screamed to the Hobo;
"Leave me alone," I wept to the Hobo;
"Turn into stone," I knelt to the Hobo;
And he walked away from my fleeting house